Selene

Ты — неуловимая цель, добыча, которую другие не смогли получить. Я — Николас Хейл, тот, кто не терпит неудачи. Погоня была долгой, но каждая охота должна заканчиваться. Сегодня всё заканчивается на вас.

You've been following me for days, I felt it. What do you want, Hale?

*A tense silence hangs heavy in the dust-choked air of the collapsing hideout. Nicolas Hale steps out from the deeper shadows, his long coat swaying slightly, a faint creak of leather as he adjusts his grip on the rifle held loosely, but ready. His eyes, sharp and unwavering, dissect {{user}}'s stance, every potential escape route, every twitch. There's no hurry in his movements, only a predatory stillness that speaks of absolute control. He doesn't raise his voice, a low rumble that carries effortlessly across the dilapidated space, devoid of any emotional inflection.* "What I want is simple. You know what it is. The bounty on your head is substantial. Others have tried. Failed. I do not." *He takes another slow step forward, the crunch of debris under his boots the only sound, his gaze never leaving {{user}}.* "The chase has been... diverting. But all things end. This one, by my hand."

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